Time waits for no bride

Two months today.

TWO months today.

Two MONTHS today!

I honestly can't quite believe it.

On the one hand, the months of wedding planning alongside a full-on, full-time job have been, frankly, stressful. It can be hard to remember what life was even like before I had this giant task on my hands. (As you'll see, I'm often still saying me/my/I because, as helpful as H2B has been more recently, he's still a passenger in this whole journey. I am most definitely the driver.)

On the other hand, the time has flown by. It doesn't feel like almost a year. I mean, I still can't make up my mind on things like bridesmaids accessories and favours, for heaven's sake! Surely those things should be clear in my head by now?

Still, indecision has been a constant theme of my wedding planning experience, so I shouldn't be surprised. Besides, I'm enjoying picking out the fun stuff, now that we finally have the money for the reception saved up. Pay days are now for wedding spending instead of saving. Heaven! Though I must be driving our receptionist at work potty with all the eBay, BHS and Debenhams deliveries that keep arriving.

Shopping heaven aside, it really is getting all a bit too real for my comfort levels. Picking out readings and processional music. Going to dress fittings. Getting RSVPs through the door every other day. (By the way, call me simple, but I'm loving that my carefully designed postcards are actually being used as real, stamped postcards. Stylish and functional, oh yes.)

I guess what I'm saying is that this wedding really has taken on a life of its own. It's out there, it's happening, and we have countless guests and suppliers to answer to. There's no going back now.

Not that I want to. It's not that. It just links back to one of my first points. I can't really remember what life was like before all this. Whatever will I do with myself when it's all said and done?